Somewhat of a Memoir, TWO: Dear Cupid

TWO DEAR CUPID, my first love was a great love is a lost love. Our anniversary was Valentine’s Day and we decided to go it stealth at first sharing our first kiss with each other in the high school stairwell out of the prying eyes of our entourage. The three + year-long relationship outlasted those... Continue Reading →

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Somewhat of a Memoir, ONE: New Years Eve Tears

This story is… FOREVER UNTITLED      AND      PERPETUALLY UNFINISHED SOMEWHAT OF A MEMORE BY ASHLINN PARSONS ONE NEW YEAR’S EVE TEARS are a real thing that I’m going to bottle then mix with essential oils and some beeswax turning the mixture into a candle that I can burn to light and have a seance... Continue Reading →

INTRODUCTION

INTRODUCTION My ultimate hope in putting this out into the world is that someone will love these words and this fractionned, fraction-of a story in a way that I haven’t quite figured out how to yet. This is by no means an exhaustive account of my thirty years of life and experiences. Some of the... Continue Reading →

Dear Complaint Department

I know what you’re thinking; what does this born middle-class and considerably privileged white girl who has access to proper food, housing, health care and education have to complain about? What do I have to say about social injustices, prejudice, bias, poverty, famine, war, sexism, racism, ageism, any-ism that is worth listening to? I am... Continue Reading →

Moving Out, Moving On

  I haven’t been writing at all because I don’t want to remember this -- any of it. I don’t want to remember the knot in my throat or the pits in my stomach. I don’t want to remember the sleepless nights and very, very difficult mornings. And even though it's just moving, I am... Continue Reading →

An Ode To Plea

I want to capture every meaningful thought I have ever had. I want to immortalize my life in bodies of writing complete with beauty marks and scars and physical defining features that make my life so defiantly mine. I want to contemplate why I haven't yet gotten any tattoos even though my life has had... Continue Reading →

The Introverted Leo

Hey there, loves! I have been thinking a lot about my blog. Going by my three birth-names was a personal way of sharing my story and although it greatly allowed me to identify with my stories and have a personal representation of all that made me, me, I knew I wanted to make a change.... Continue Reading →

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